Round Tables (1)
The most enjoyable thing in winter is, of course, the side stove.
The steam bubbling from the room contrasted sharply with the chill outside.
The stove was not large, but it was surrounded by fourteen people, and the cut fish, peeled shrimp were all set aside, as well as the extremely fresh oysters brought from Tang City. The chicken was well cooked, the chicken skin was rolling in the soup, the chicken slices were white and tender, the washed paws were on the plate, and those who wanted to eat it were clamped and put into the boiling soup to scald. And on the side, there are all kinds of them, as well as beef shutters, pork liver slices, beef, or duck roe sausages.
To be able to organize such a sumptuous meal in the company camp, except for Mu Li's deputy, no one can think of it.
Therefore, the thirteen people may have disliked, but they can still feast in the house.
Even he unconsciously put down a few more chopsticks, after all, this is a rare day without training.
The deputy grabbed a handful of lettuce, folded it open, scalded it in the stove for less than a moment, and then scooped it up again.
The deputy himself put the moist and chewy lettuce in everyone's bowl and laughed.
"Young people still need to know how to eat vegetables. ”
The iron dog stuffed it into his mouth in one bite, swallowed it directly into his throat like a tiger's throat, and then lowered his head and said.
"That punch a few days ago, Brother Yi, don't be surprised. ”
The deputy slapped the table and laughed.
"It's you kid who was thrown out, what's so strange about me!"
Iron Dog scratched his head.
"Just ask Brother Yi not to go to my heart......"
The deputy grabbed a piece of meat, stuffed it into his mouth, and said heartily.
"You are a seven- or eight-foot man, don't make things unhappy! There is meat to eat, there are vegetables to eat, after today, you will have to suffer in the days to come. ”
Everyone shouted for refreshment, and five or six pairs of chopsticks were immediately inserted into the furnace.
The deputy burped and laughed as he watched a few people fight for a slippery meatball.
Touching the scene, it is easy to let him go back to more than ten years ago, when the deputy was also a newcomer who had just stepped into the ink rain hall, sitting in front of the stove with everyone, facing the selfless shepherd of the iron face, not daring to put down chopsticks.
Fortunately, there was a man who was confused at that time, and he couldn't even wait for the soup to boil, so he stretched out his chopsticks and ate it.
The man was sitting across from the deputy.
Now there was of course someone on the other side of the deputy, a man who stared at him without blinking.
The deputy thought that he had something dirty, so he casually cleaned up his lips with the back of his hand, but Chang Fei on the other side still stared at him intently.
The deputy put his feet on his feet, a little lazy after eating, and pushed his head to Chang Fei and asked.
"You look at me weirdly. ”
Chang Fei is not eccentric, Chang Fei has doubts buried in his heart.
Chang Fei looked left and right for a while, and took advantage of the fact that the Iron Dog group was messing around with the quail eggs that were difficult to clip, and then asked mysteriously.
"That...... Is it coming?"
The sound is not too loud, and if you are not careful, it can easily be drowned out by the laughter of those who make trouble.
The deputy put his elbow on the table obliquely, protruded an index finger, supported his face, and looked at Chang Fei with interest before he smiled bitterly and said.
"You know as well as I do about the things in the camp. ”
Chang Fei straightened his chest, and pride appeared on his face, which came from the worship of Moyutang in his bones.
Changfeidao.
"My dad also had such a meal back then, but he was carried out two days later. ”
"I'm different, I'm going to get through. ”
The deputy admired the attitude of the other party's newborn calf and sincerely wished him.
"I hope you'll pull it through, too. ”